That night, Selma is just laying in bed looking at her hands and fixes her gaze on the governmental institute tattoo on her ring finger on her left hand.

It reads 79919170. The tattoo wraps around her finger like a wedding band would.

She looks over to Daniel sleeping with his back to her and feels an uneasy feeling pit in her stomach.

She looks back at the ceiling and looks at the rotating fan ceiling.

Selma says softly to herself- Is love just something others do?

She looks over to Daniel one more time then, Suddenly, she gets up and rushes to the bathroom.

She throws herself on to the floor to crawl on her hands and her knees to the toilet where she begins to vomit.

All the commotion wakes up Daniel.

He gets up fast to see what’s going on.

Daniel- Whats going..?! Oh.

Selma starts waving at him to gesture that he should go away.

Instead Daniel goes to get her water and brings it to her as she is finishing throwing up.

Selma looks up at him and takes the water from him without thanking him.

Daniel- Are you feeling better?

Selma- Yeah…I think so.

Daniel- Ok good, let me help you up and take you to bed.

Selma- Wait! don’t touch me!

Daniel- …

Selma turns around to continue vomiting.

Daniel laughs it off as he initially thought that Selma was being hostile towards him but it’s just her stomach.

He goes to get her more water.

As he is helping Selma get to bed, Selma has a look of restrain and says to him.

Selma- Daniel…

Daniel- hmm.

Selma feels as though she has an air bubble in her throat and is unable to push the words out of her throat.

Selma- Nothing. Never mind.

Daniel feels curious but asks in a not-really-caring matter. He is just more focused on sleeping.

Daniel- No, what’s on your mind?

Selma takes a second to respond.

Selma- Do.. Do you… Did you turn on my alarm?

Daniel- I don’t even touch your alarm.

Selma- Im sorry. No I'm asking if you can turn it on for me, I think I turned it off by accident.

Daniel smiles at her says but she replies to his smiles with a frown but under the guise of tiredness, Daniel didn’t pick it up.

Daniel- Yeah, no problem.

Selma- I forgot to ask you, what do you want to eat in the morning?

Daniel- Anything is fine.

Selma- Ok, if you say so…

Daniel- Goodnight sweetheart.

Selma- Goodnight.

Time passes but Selma finds herself looking at the ceiling fan again.

Selma softly says- God, why can’t I sleep.